Luyện nghe bài hát Blowe

Hey baby, me something to drink in here
Please sit and watch a little TV

Yo they comin', it's crazy but I know it comin'
Maybe, not lately I it coming I knew it, they comin'
This just in President, I
Jim, Jimmy, Jimmy wake up,
Only the can save, 5.99 no obligation
Let me to rock this mic
Now the bear hybernates
And, and what was going your mind right now

Look at these weak getting G's
Never BVD's or even bellbottom Lees
Please, these fantisies about you selliing keys
When you know you bees in front of the TV eatin' cheese
On your knees you my steez
Kris is nice with M-I-Cs

I'm Poison BBD the plot thickens while I be hittin'
And lyric lickin', any mix and over the skippin'
And cable clippin', still
Even some people ain't admitting
Through they system I it kickin'
And the scale I pay tuiton not bail
Drink not ale, my MC Hammer hits it right on the nail
I fail with my 7 stripes

Strike one pierces the lung over the MC's become dumb
Like "um?" They numb, the tongue over the bass drum
I am D the MC like Run, spittin' for fun
And for a sum of the crumb
You missed you swung, I connected whole hum
Another one done KRS-One, yeah, so

Say
If you really want skill
Say
If you want the hip hop to
Say
I'll be rockin' all year
You better cool the F out before we go up in mouth

just begun to bubble, KRS-One spells trouble
On the mic there is no double
I emerge from the rumble
the truth poetic construction, audio abduction
Showbiz for wack lyric reduction
And fly instruction

Keep the party
Keep the DJs buggin' from the
Non Xerox hip hop box
It was dope first crack out the box Scott LaRock
How are washed up like sweat socks
KRS-one the heads nod

Say
If you really want true
Say
If you the hip hop to build
Say
I'll be rockin' all round
You better the F out before we go up in your mouth

KRS-One, yes my son
Tweet
KRS-One, yes my son
tweet, tweet
You know they can't compete, ain't that
No
You better cool the F out before we go up in your

When my turn, kid, look at what you done did
Like my is dreadable, you edible
I kick incredible for my poeple
I'm jackin' these me so sue and stretch like bobbito overloops
While you sittin' on stoops I'm rockin' for U.S. troops in group
You screwed up, oops, I can read a true
Like I a new book

I'm on hip hop culture
Look at the tip top lyrical
Floatin' like a bubble that you don't wann puncture
Or rupture, I write what I utter, mother mother
There's too many of us dying still trying and not
Not suceeding still pursueing, you doing?
you doing? What you doing?

The is started departed on schedule
I beg you please lookover my menu
others can't do I can do
Enhancing 7 levels of mental
I dismantel stress, you're listening to the advanced best
Worldwide qualified to any MC test
Stop guessin,' is in full session
Now showbiz 'em how